Don’t Mess with the Tough Lady

Seeing the monk in front of him still pretending to be garlic, Du Xuechun sneered, "My fate was given to me by the master, don't the master remember?"

Du Xuechun's smile fell in the eyes of the old monk, like a rushing Raksha.

Suddenly, the old monk trembled a little and said, "Girl, poor monk back then, she was entrusted by others to save her life, so she had to report it! If you are looking for a girl, you should also go to the person who harmed the girl!"

Seeing the old monk talking like this, Du Xuechun sneered, "Is it? It was a life-saving grace back then, what about today? Is it possible that the master is in danger of life every day?"

Her tone was cold, and the old monk probably understood. It seemed that the woman's every move was under the control of the woman in front of her.

"The girl is good... the poor monk can count the girl for free, as long as the girl is willing to let me go, I can do anything I want." Although the old monk loves money, but now this woman is ruthless. Extremely spicy, she took off one of her hands as soon as she came, and her life was gone. What do you want this foreign object to do.

Du Xuechun was even more disdainful, "The master gave the little girl a divination back then, and the little girl remembers it clearly, so don't bother the master and do it again."

"No, no, the fate of the girl back then is definitely not the case! The girl is a rich man!" The pain from the old monk's hand made him even more worried and said eagerly.

Hearing this, Du Xuechun was taken aback. She had never believed this, because the word "catastrophe" made her depressed in the last life.

Seeing that Du Xuechun didn't make any other actions, the old monk breathed a sigh of relief and said, "A girl's fate is never a disaster! A girl is a natural phoenix fate! A poor monk can tell at a glance!"

Du Xuechun's hand movement froze.

Feng Ming? It is indeed Feng Ming! In the previous life, Feng Xuanming sat on the world, didn't he become his queen? Only in the end, he was stabbed by the one he loved and died unexpectedly!

"Don’t believe the girl! Back then, that woman came to me, and I saw the girl’s fate. That woman was afraid of the girl. This made me think of a way to kill the girl... but, The poor monk couldn't bear it, so he took the next move and sent the girl into the country..." The old monk said that was justified, but there was a guilty conscience in his words that could not be hidden.

How can this person of phoenix fate kill him if he is harmed? This is going to be condemned by God! The old monk naturally didn't dare to do this and sent Du Xuechun into the countryside, but it was through Du Xuechun's phoenix order to support Du Qingheng. In fact, Du Qingheng's life style could not support the position of queen at all.

"Oh? Why should I believe you?" Du Xuechun recovered and looked at the old monk in front of him. She knows that what the old monk said is true, but now, the old monk is a fish, she is a knife, naturally, she wants to make a fortune on the old monk.

Seeing Du Xuechun's unbelief, the old monk was obviously anxious, "Girl, what the poor monk said is true! Back then, on the day the girl was born, the sky was full of purple clouds. This is a sign of Feng's fate!"

"Miss..." Seeing Du Xuechun's face is not good, Mingying looked at her with some worry.

"I'm fine." Du Xuechun forced a smile. I really didn't expect that, regardless of his previous life or this life, it was really because of fate.

Fengming's fate? She would rather not.

"That's right, girl, the poor monk has one more news. Keeping it is useful for the girl." Seeing that Du Xuechun was not interested in the Fengming in his words, the old monk was a little anxious. He was confined here, and he couldn't get out.

"Oh? Let's just listen." Du Xuechun raised her eyebrows to see what the old monk could say.

"I said, can the girl let the poor monk go?" The old monk looked at Du Xuechun and asked. I don't know why, when he is watching Du Xuechun, there is always a faint sense of fear in his heart. Perhaps this is the natural aura of Fengming's people.

Du Xuechun looked at the old monk who was framed by two people in front of him, and smiled, "Do you think, what qualifications do you have to negotiate terms with me now?"

Seeing the woman in front of him with a ghostly smile, the old monk swallowed and said, "Can the girl make a marriage contract with the third prince?"

Hearing Feng Xuanche's name, Du Xuechun's eyes changed and asked, "What about this?"

"These three princes are short-lived people. If a girl marries the third prince, she will be a widow within five years."

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the three maids in the room changed, and they all looked at Du Xuechun together.

"Miss, this old monk is full of nonsense, don't believe him!" Mingying looked at Du Xuechun and said eagerly. When the old monk talked about this and that, he was obviously deceiving the crowd!

Who knows, Du Xuechun's complexion surprised her.

No matter what the old monk said, Du Xuechun's face had never been so ugly.

"Although the poor monk is a little wicked in doing things, the words are true!" The old monk was a little anxious when he saw that the surrounding maids did not believe him.

"Is there a way to resolve it?" Who knows, Du Xuechun said so. The three surrounding maids were taken aback and looked at Du Xuechun.

Feng Xuan died completely in his previous life, isn't it five years later? Although the old monk was treacherous, he seemed to have some real ability.

Seeing that there was discussion about this matter, the old monk's eyebrows were full of meaning, "This is a solution, it's not impossible. It just needs a destined nobleman to help. It's just that the poor monk had seen the faces of the three princes, and That nobleman is not destined."

"Slap!" Du Xuechun slapped the table and said, "No matter what method you use, I must save the life of the third prince, otherwise, I can't bypass you!"

The old monk's relaxed mood suddenly became tense, "This, girl, the poor monk is not a god! What can the poor monk do for this destined thing!"

Du Xuechun's eyes were red, looking at the old monk.

"Miss!" Mingying looked at Du Xuechun with a worried expression on her face.

Du Xuechun's original impetuous mood only then calmed down slightly. What the old monk said is unreasonable, he is not a god, there is no way to change his fate against the sky. But she doesn't believe in fate! She did something wrong in the previous life, and in this life, she would never let Feng Xuan Che die in front of her again.

"Why did Song Qingyu find you today?" Du Xuechun took a deep breath, and then remembered the business of holding the monk today.

"Song Qingyu? You mean that woman?" The old monk was a little confused, and then he realized.

He looked at Du Xuechun's face, and said hesitantly, "The woman called me today, because...want to get involved in the girl's marriage."

This matter, Du Xuechun can naturally guess, but how does she make tricks in her marriage?

"Song Qingyu, could you please go and see if I and the third prince can meet each other?" Du Xuechun frowned. The old monk is not well-known. How could the palace let him see the prince?

The old monk shook his head, "It's not...that woman, just let the poor monk take care of the girl's fate."